They say he only gets one month of vacation a year.
And he’s not the type to attract admirers, either.
She counts it up on her fingers.
This deal is a sure thing!
The first time she sees him, her eyes light up and the little abacus in her heart starts clicking away.
“Marry me. I’ll support you!”
“Sure.”
She grins like a fox who’s just stumbled on a bargain.
She thought she’d married a man she’d barely see all year, and that they’d each go their own way without bothering the other.
But then...
Two months into the marriage, where’s the promised “widowhood”?!
He clings to her every night and is always scheming to make little monkeys with her!
“Mr. Lu, shouldn’t you be going back?”
Her eyelid twitches. She has a bad feeling about this.
The man slowly raises his eyes:
“Who was it who said she’d support me?”
“...So?”
“So,” he says with a lazy smile, leaning back on the sofa, utterly unapologetic.
“Your husband is unemployed now.”
